PAYBACK’S A BITCH THEN YOU DIE By Slirpuff
“Mr. Thomas” the police captain started, “It’s been 6 months since your wife disappeared and although we haven’t given up hope, I think you must be prepared for the worst.” “A women doesn’t leave on her own after just having a new baby but we found no evidence of a struggle; we’re at a loss.” “If something comes up we call you, but your first priority should be the care of your new baby” he said.
Stan thanked them and walked out. Their never going to find her, and if they do, I’d never take her back after what’s she’s put me through” Stan thought to himself. He drove home and took over for the neighbor who was watching the baby. “I just can’t imagine how Sophie could get up and leave her baby like that, well I guess you never really know people some times.” Stan thanked her and as she left, she gave him a big hug; “it’ll all work out, you wait and see.” Stan knew it would, he was feeling better already.
Sophie was a slut and she wasn’t ashamed to admit it. If she liked a guy, she had no qualms about going to bed with him. It didn’t even matter if he was married or going with her best friend, Sophie was out for Sophie first. Stan had known Sophie all his life. They grew up together and lived on the same block. They were as good of friends as a girl and boy could be without the sex of course.
Sophie told Stan everything and I do mean everything. I almost thought she liked to shock him watch him blush. Afterwards, she’d give him a big hug and say, “you’re my best friend.” Stan however didn’t want to be her friend, but her lover.
He had lusted after Sophie since the 8th grade when she developed faster than most girls her age. He would watch her tease the boys and give them a little show and then wiggle her ass and walk away; however, by the time Sophie hit the 10th grade, she no longer walked away.
She got a boyfriend and for her sake, her mom put her on the pill. It was like opening the floodgates; she could fuck to her hearts content without fear of getting knocked up. By the time she got out of high school she’d slept with over 30 different guys. Stan didn’t give a shit because he was blind in love with her.
Sophie would still come over to Stan’s house and up in his room, she’d tell him of her latest conquest. How she had done it in the back seat of a car or had done it with a black guy who was at least 12 inches long and she went on and on and on. Stan would listen quietly and just say, “girl, you’ve got to be careful, there’s so much disease out there, aren’t you afraid of catching something?” She’d laugh and say, “You got to go some time.” Sophie would give him a big hug and say she didn’t know what she do without him; but she was about to find out.
Stan was accepted at the state university about 250 miles from where he lived. He got an apartment and settled in. It was lonely at first, but Stan was likeable and soon had a slew of friends and even a few female ones. He figured he’d get on with his life without Sophie and shortly there after he had many girl friends and was having sex on a regular basis. Stan was the eternal romantic and loved to set the mood before he brought the girl back to his apartment.
He treated all his dates like they were a queen and word spread fast what a nice guy he was. All the girls wanted to just grab him and smother him, and he never stopped any of them. He’d bring them back, have a few drinks and ask if they wanted a back rub; no one ever refused. With their shirt off, and massage oil flowing they were soon naked.
Stan knew that if he went slowly, they would be hot and ready before they even knew it. He started with the neck and back and would kind of brush the sides of their breasts or drag a finger down the crack of their ass moving down to their thighs. Oh the thighs, after spreading their legs wide so he could rub their inside thighs, it was so easy to move up to the pussy and lightly brush it with a finger or hand.
He wait until he noticed droplets of moisture dripping from their snatch before he made any bold move. At that point, he would rub her back with one hand and used the other to move from her butt down the crack of her ass to her pussy. A light touch worked best to start, and after that gentle rubbing and inserting a finger was next.
After that, he was free to do whatever she’d let him, and in most cases it was everything. Most women loved the long foreplay sessions but a few would roll over and demand to be eaten or fucked “right now” as they would say.
Stan loved to give pleasure and eat pussy; he could do it for hours. Since most girls were shaved smooth, he moved his tongue over the outside lips to heat her up before dining on her clit and the rest. He loved to put a pillow under their ass, in this way everything was at tongue level. Pulling the hood back from the clit, he would get it good and wet and suck it between his lips and nipple on it with his teeth. If she had a long clit, after getting it hard, he’d pull on it almost stroking it like a little cock; it drove them nuts.
He would continue to rub it with his thumb while he moved lower. At this point, licking and sucking on her inner lips would usually drive them to the point of lifting their ass off the pillow to meet his tongues advances. He would lick and suck and tongue fuck her pussy until she’d cry out for relief, but he wasn’t done yet.
With the thumb rubbing the clit and with one or two fingers moving in and out of her snatch, he would finally move to her starfish. A lot of girls if you ask them if they’ve ever been reamed would say, “no that’s gross” but in the heated state they were now in, they all loved it.
Licking all around it would get them moaning and when I shoved my tongue in as far as I could, it usually brought on the first orgasm. Lubing up a finger with spit and pussy juice I would finger fuck her in both holes while I move up to suck on her clit. 60% of the women would climax again while I inhaled their pussy. Without waiting for their climax to subside, I’d slip my dick into their pussy. With as wet as they were, I never had a problem shoving it to the hilt on the first stroke. Not being hung like a Greek god, I would put their legs over my shoulder and pound them in this way so I could get the maximum penetration.
If I really felt kinky, I’d put them on all fours and fuck them dog style and put a finger in their ass and rub their clit all at the same time; it always worked like a charm. In the end, I’d drop my load and roll them over to kiss and play tongue tag until the after glow subsided.
I never had a complaint that I wasn’t long enough, or couldn’t fill up her pussy only that it had ended too fast. If you treated them with gentle care and respect you could have them all, and I did.
I was almost purging Sophie from my brain, when she showed up unexpectedly on my doorstep Friday night. “I thought I’d surprise you,” she said. “You did, I’m really glad to see you” Stan replied. “How long are you up for?” he asked. “Only a day or two, I don’t want to put you out,” she replied. “Are you kidding, you can stay as long as you want.” “Come on it, I have to change because girl we’re going partying tonight.”
Grabbing Sophie, Stan had two parties to go to. They walked because he knew they would be drinking up a storm. Stan introduced Sophie as his good friend and she could help notice the looks from a lot of the girls, it was like someone was stealing candy from their jar.
They left the first party at 11:30 and went over to one of the frat house’s that rocking to say the least. Sophie hung on Stan’s arm and drank with the best of them. A few guys tried to hit on her but Stan steered her clear of them because their was no way he was going to let them lay a hand on her while he was around. The main thing that surprised Sophie was the number of women hitting on Stan.
They would bring him a drink or ask to dance with him or asked him what he was doing later; it took Sophie a little back that her boy hood friend was such a hot commodity. By 1:00 they were smashed. They could walk, but no way could they ever have drove home. They walked hand and hand back to Stan’s apartment laughing all the way. A normal 10-minute walk ended up taking almost a half hour.
Once inside the apartment, Stan pulled out a blanket and pillow and put them on the sofa. “I’ll sleep out here and you can have the bed” slurring his words. “No way” Sophie said, “your bed is big enough for the both of us and it’s not like you have anything I’ve never seen before” she said leading him to the bed.
Stripping off most of their clothes they snuggled under the covers. They were face to face talking when Stan leaned forward and kissed her. Sophie was taken back and after a long pause, she kissed him back. Within minutes, the rest of the clothes were gone and passion took over. Every emotion Stan had held back since the 8th grade came out in one way or another. They sucked and fucked until some time in the early morning hours.
Stan was the first to awake. He rubbed his throbbing head and tried to remember what exactly happen last night; was it a good wet dream or what. Looking over he saw Sophie nude on the bed next to him. Fuck, it really happened but his euphoria as short lived. Holy shit, what did I do? I took advantage of her in her drunken state and she’s going to be really pissed when she wakes up and finds out what happened last night.
He didn’t have long to ponder what to do because was awake and looking at him. Not saying a word, she pulled him down and kissed him hard. Another kiss, a caress and they were at it again. He was behind her with his dick in her pussy kissing her neck and shoulders. Sophie had one hand on his nuts and the other bracing her self on the side of the bed so she could push back to meet his every stroke.
There was no talking only the sounds of passion that’d carried over from last night. Stan reached around her and started to play with her clit. Sophie spread her legs the best she could to give him better access. After about 20 minutes, Stan felt her quiver and climax calling out, “don’t stop, fuck me harder” as she reached around and pulled him closer to her. Stan had held back from cumming to make sure she’d cum first and now let loose. It seemed like he’d never stop he kept shooting load after load into her hot pussy.
After pumping in his last load, Stan pulled out and turned Sophie over on her back and kissed her. It was a soft combination kiss and lick of her lips; she smiled. “I never knew you felt that way about me,” she said. “Only since 8th grade” he responded. “Why didn’t you ever say anything, all these years, it must have driven you crazy.” “I was afraid of fucking up what we had.” “Well, fucking is what we did both last night and this morning” she replied. “Where do we go from here?” Stan asked. “The shower and breakfast, I’m starving.”
They talked over breakfast about the past and future. “Let’s cool it for a little bit so I can get my head together,” she said. “This is all too new and I don’t know how I feel about you going from my big brother, to my lover in one night.” Stan understood and told her he’d give her all the time she needed.
Over the next two months, they talked but she seemed to be pulling away. A week later she showed up on his doorstep again. He was elated but Sophie wasn’t, “I’m pregnant,” she told him. “That weekend I never took my pills because I was coming up to see my big brother and wouldn’t need them; I guess I should have brought them.”
Stan looked her straight in the eye and said, “Sophie I’ve loved you forever, and will you marry me?” She was taken back because she wasn’t expecting that. “I didn’t come up here to trap you or anything, it’s just this type of news shouldn’t be done over the phone.”
Sophie gave Stan a million reasons why she should not marry her. “I’ve never been with just one man before and I’ll probably be a horrible mother and your still in school.” She said. I didn’t say it would be easy, but I love you and I think we can make it work.”
After bagering her for another month, she agreed and they got married. Stan quit school and got a job while Sophie set up their apartment. Carmen was born and the world was good. A new baby girl and a beautiful wife what more could a man ask for; but it didn’t last.
Three months after the baby was born, Sophie said she needed a night out with her girl friends to unwind. “You go hon and I’ll take care of the home front” Stan replied. One night a week went to two nights per week and she started getting home later and later. Their sex life by now had taken a real nosedive and no matter what he said she always had an excuse.
Doing the laundry one night when she was out, he noticed one pair of panties was coated with a crusty substance. If he didn’t know better he would have sworn it was semen; but Sophie would never cheat on him. Things went from bad to worse if that was possible.
The next, girl’s night out, Stan waited and then followed her. She never met any of her girl friends but some guy at the bar. They talked for a while and headed out in his car, right to a motel. After a while he went up to the door and knocked. The guy answered the door and asked what he wanted. “Tell the slut if she’s not home within the hour don’t bother coming home” and walked away.
Sophie never came home until just before 4:00 am and drunk as a skunk. As she staggered into the house all I could say is, “how could you?” “You know what I was like when you married me” she started. “I can’t be tied down to just one cock, I need variety,” she continued. “What about me and the baby?” Stan asked. “I don’t really give a shit about either one of you, hell it’s probably not even your kid” almost now laughing at Stan. “You take care of the kid and I’ll take care of myself,” Sophie mocked.
Sophie never knew what hit her, one punch from Stan had knocked her out and when she awoke she was in a room handcuffed to a bed. “Stan get your fucking ass in here and let me loose” she screamed. She screamed for almost an hour until Stan came in acompyied with a huge black man.
“Let me loose now” she demanded. “Can’t do that hon, you see Andy here now owns your ass.” “Since you like a lot of cock, he’s going to make sure you get all you can handle plus.” “Please Stan”, she pleaded. “I’ll change just let’s leave now” she asked. “Hon, there are 10 guys outside that are looking forward to tasting your wares and it wouldn’t be nice to leave them high and dry, now would it?” Stan said almost mocking her.
Andy came up along side of Sophie with a large needle and shoved it in her arm. “Easy girl, just a little something to get you in the mood.” Andy said. Whatever Andy shot in her arm started to burn and Sophie started to cry. “Andy, I think it’s time you start inviting in our guests” Stan instructed.
Their guests were the scum of the earth; drug addicts, winos and anyone else that wanted a piece of free white meat. Sophie fought it for a few minutes, that is, until Andy smacked the shit out of her and said get to work.
The guys came in two at a time. Sophie sucked one as the other pounded her pussy. God they stunk from b.o. to other smells I didn’t even want to imagine. Whatever Andy had given her, sure did mellow her out though, she almost looked like she was enjoying it. I stuck around for about 45 minutes and told Andy I’d see him tomorrow sometime.
On my way home from work, I stopped in to see how Sophie was faring. As I walked into the room, there was Sophie riding Andy’s large black cock, thrusting in and out in her ass. “Howdy Stan, I’ll be done shortly” Andy said. A couple of minutes later he was pumping his load into her now bleeding ass.
“I figure I’d be the first to tap that ass because her pussy is now pretty stretched out. Sophie seeing Stan started to cry and beg him to take her home. “I’ve learned my lesson darling, please let’s go home, please,” she begged. “You don’t have a home anymore and why the fuck would I bring a diseased cunt into my home; this is you home at least for now.” He said. Sophie started to cry even louder but Andy was quick to give her another shot of “candy”. “By the end of the week, she won’t even remember you” Andy said. “I don’t know what she did to you man, but I sure wouldn’t want to get on your bad side.”
On my way home I stopped at the police station and filled out a missing person report. They came to the house and talked to everyone. Their conclusion was she met someone and just took off. Her parents, knew her and told me to forget her because she wasn’t worth it. Between her and my parents, they took care of the baby so I could finish school and get a good job when I graduated.
Andy called after about 3 months and said that he turned her loose after a month or so and that she was working the streets to get money for her “candy” habit. A year later, she turned up dead on skid row and was cremated and her family took the ashes.
Carmen and I made a good life. The people at work and my boss were wonderful and couldn’t help me more, being a single dad. I met a girl at work, Linda, and was married within the year. It had been a long time since I’d had sex and with the right person, it was worth the wait. Linda loved Carmen and raised her like her own. Everything was going great until Linda said she and a few girls from work wanted to go out on a “girls night”. I gave her a funny look at which time she asked, “don’t you trust me?”
I just smiled, and said, “Oh course honey, and let it drop. I followed her to the club and watched her dance with other guys and kiss a few. As I drove home, I picked up my cell phone and made a call. “Andy, Stan, it looks like I’ll have another applicant for you tonight”. “Meet me at my house tonight.” When Linda stepped through the door Stan just smiled and said “I’d like you to meet Andy.” As Andy dragged Linda off, Stan could still hear her screaming, I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again.”
Andy just held his baby girl and told her Linda was going to meet her mommy and rocked her to sleep.
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“Mr. Thomas” the police captain started, “It’s been 6 months since your wife disappeared and although we haven’t given up hope, I think you must be prepared for the worst.” “A women doesn’t leave on her own after just having a new baby but we found no evidence of a struggle; we’re at a loss.” “If something comes up we call you, but your first priority should be the care of your new baby” he said.
Stan thanked them and walked out. Their never going to find her, and if they do, I’d never take her back after what’s she’s put me through” Stan thought to himself. He drove home and took over for the neighbor who was watching the baby. “I just can’t imagine how Sophie could get up and leave her baby like that, well I guess you never really know people some times.” Stan thanked her and as she left, she gave him a big hug; “it’ll all work out, you wait and see.” Stan knew it would, he was feeling better already.
Sophie was a slut and she wasn’t ashamed to admit it. If she liked a guy, she had no qualms about going to bed with him. It didn’t even matter if he was married or going with her best friend, Sophie was out for Sophie first. Stan had known Sophie all his life. They grew up together and lived on the same block. They were as good of friends as a girl and boy could be without the sex of course.
Sophie told Stan everything and I do mean everything. I almost thought she liked to shock him watch him blush. Afterwards, she’d give him a big hug and say, “you’re my best friend.” Stan however didn’t want to be her friend, but her lover.
He had lusted after Sophie since the 8th grade when she developed faster than most girls her age. He would watch her tease the boys and give them a little show and then wiggle her ass and walk away; however, by the time Sophie hit the 10th grade, she no longer walked away.
She got a boyfriend and for her sake, her mom put her on the pill. It was like opening the floodgates; she could fuck to her hearts content without fear of getting knocked up. By the time she got out of high school she’d slept with over 30 different guys. Stan didn’t give a shit because he was blind in love with her.
Sophie would still come over to Stan’s house and up in his room, she’d tell him of her latest conquest. How she had done it in the back seat of a car or had done it with a black guy who was at least 12 inches long and she went on and on and on. Stan would listen quietly and just say, “girl, you’ve got to be careful, there’s so much disease out there, aren’t you afraid of catching something?” She’d laugh and say, “You got to go some time.” Sophie would give him a big hug and say she didn’t know what she do without him; but she was about to find out.
Stan was accepted at the state university about 250 miles from where he lived. He got an apartment and settled in. It was lonely at first, but Stan was likeable and soon had a slew of friends and even a few female ones. He figured he’d get on with his life without Sophie and shortly there after he had many girl friends and was having sex on a regular basis. Stan was the eternal romantic and loved to set the mood before he brought the girl back to his apartment.
He treated all his dates like they were a queen and word spread fast what a nice guy he was. All the girls wanted to just grab him and smother him, and he never stopped any of them. He’d bring them back, have a few drinks and ask if they wanted a back rub; no one ever refused. With their shirt off, and massage oil flowing they were soon naked.
Stan knew that if he went slowly, they would be hot and ready before they even knew it. He started with the neck and back and would kind of brush the sides of their breasts or drag a finger down the crack of their ass moving down to their thighs. Oh the thighs, after spreading their legs wide so he could rub their inside thighs, it was so easy to move up to the pussy and lightly brush it with a finger or hand.
He wait until he noticed droplets of moisture dripping from their snatch before he made any bold move. At that point, he would rub her back with one hand and used the other to move from her butt down the crack of her ass to her pussy. A light touch worked best to start, and after that gentle rubbing and inserting a finger was next.
After that, he was free to do whatever she’d let him, and in most cases it was everything. Most women loved the long foreplay sessions but a few would roll over and demand to be eaten or fucked “right now” as they would say.
Stan loved to give pleasure and eat pussy; he could do it for hours. Since most girls were shaved smooth, he moved his tongue over the outside lips to heat her up before dining on her clit and the rest. He loved to put a pillow under their ass, in this way everything was at tongue level. Pulling the hood back from the clit, he would get it good and wet and suck it between his lips and nipple on it with his teeth. If she had a long clit, after getting it hard, he’d pull on it almost stroking it like a little cock; it drove them nuts.
He would continue to rub it with his thumb while he moved lower. At this point, licking and sucking on her inner lips would usually drive them to the point of lifting their ass off the pillow to meet his tongues advances. He would lick and suck and tongue fuck her pussy until she’d cry out for relief, but he wasn’t done yet.
With the thumb rubbing the clit and with one or two fingers moving in and out of her snatch, he would finally move to her starfish. A lot of girls if you ask them if they’ve ever been reamed would say, “no that’s gross” but in the heated state they were now in, they all loved it.
Licking all around it would get them moaning and when I shoved my tongue in as far as I could, it usually brought on the first orgasm. Lubing up a finger with spit and pussy juice I would finger fuck her in both holes while I move up to suck on her clit. 60% of the women would climax again while I inhaled their pussy. Without waiting for their climax to subside, I’d slip my dick into their pussy. With as wet as they were, I never had a problem shoving it to the hilt on the first stroke. Not being hung like a Greek god, I would put their legs over my shoulder and pound them in this way so I could get the maximum penetration.
If I really felt kinky, I’d put them on all fours and fuck them dog style and put a finger in their ass and rub their clit all at the same time; it always worked like a charm. In the end, I’d drop my load and roll them over to kiss and play tongue tag until the after glow subsided.
I never had a complaint that I wasn’t long enough, or couldn’t fill up her pussy only that it had ended too fast. If you treated them with gentle care and respect you could have them all, and I did.
I was almost purging Sophie from my brain, when she showed up unexpectedly on my doorstep Friday night. “I thought I’d surprise you,” she said. “You did, I’m really glad to see you” Stan replied. “How long are you up for?” he asked. “Only a day or two, I don’t want to put you out,” she replied. “Are you kidding, you can stay as long as you want.” “Come on it, I have to change because girl we’re going partying tonight.”
Grabbing Sophie, Stan had two parties to go to. They walked because he knew they would be drinking up a storm. Stan introduced Sophie as his good friend and she could help notice the looks from a lot of the girls, it was like someone was stealing candy from their jar.
They left the first party at 11:30 and went over to one of the frat house’s that rocking to say the least. Sophie hung on Stan’s arm and drank with the best of them. A few guys tried to hit on her but Stan steered her clear of them because their was no way he was going to let them lay a hand on her while he was around. The main thing that surprised Sophie was the number of women hitting on Stan.
They would bring him a drink or ask to dance with him or asked him what he was doing later; it took Sophie a little back that her boy hood friend was such a hot commodity. By 1:00 they were smashed. They could walk, but no way could they ever have drove home. They walked hand and hand back to Stan’s apartment laughing all the way. A normal 10-minute walk ended up taking almost a half hour.
Once inside the apartment, Stan pulled out a blanket and pillow and put them on the sofa. “I’ll sleep out here and you can have the bed” slurring his words. “No way” Sophie said, “your bed is big enough for the both of us and it’s not like you have anything I’ve never seen before” she said leading him to the bed.
Stripping off most of their clothes they snuggled under the covers. They were face to face talking when Stan leaned forward and kissed her. Sophie was taken back and after a long pause, she kissed him back. Within minutes, the rest of the clothes were gone and passion took over. Every emotion Stan had held back since the 8th grade came out in one way or another. They sucked and fucked until some time in the early morning hours.
Stan was the first to awake. He rubbed his throbbing head and tried to remember what exactly happen last night; was it a good wet dream or what. Looking over he saw Sophie nude on the bed next to him. Fuck, it really happened but his euphoria as short lived. Holy shit, what did I do? I took advantage of her in her drunken state and she’s going to be really pissed when she wakes up and finds out what happened last night.
He didn’t have long to ponder what to do because was awake and looking at him. Not saying a word, she pulled him down and kissed him hard. Another kiss, a caress and they were at it again. He was behind her with his dick in her pussy kissing her neck and shoulders. Sophie had one hand on his nuts and the other bracing her self on the side of the bed so she could push back to meet his every stroke.
There was no talking only the sounds of passion that’d carried over from last night. Stan reached around her and started to play with her clit. Sophie spread her legs the best she could to give him better access. After about 20 minutes, Stan felt her quiver and climax calling out, “don’t stop, fuck me harder” as she reached around and pulled him closer to her. Stan had held back from cumming to make sure she’d cum first and now let loose. It seemed like he’d never stop he kept shooting load after load into her hot pussy.
After pumping in his last load, Stan pulled out and turned Sophie over on her back and kissed her. It was a soft combination kiss and lick of her lips; she smiled. “I never knew you felt that way about me,” she said. “Only since 8th grade” he responded. “Why didn’t you ever say anything, all these years, it must have driven you crazy.” “I was afraid of fucking up what we had.” “Well, fucking is what we did both last night and this morning” she replied. “Where do we go from here?” Stan asked. “The shower and breakfast, I’m starving.”
They talked over breakfast about the past and future. “Let’s cool it for a little bit so I can get my head together,” she said. “This is all too new and I don’t know how I feel about you going from my big brother, to my lover in one night.” Stan understood and told her he’d give her all the time she needed.
Over the next two months, they talked but she seemed to be pulling away. A week later she showed up on his doorstep again. He was elated but Sophie wasn’t, “I’m pregnant,” she told him. “That weekend I never took my pills because I was coming up to see my big brother and wouldn’t need them; I guess I should have brought them.”
Stan looked her straight in the eye and said, “Sophie I’ve loved you forever, and will you marry me?” She was taken back because she wasn’t expecting that. “I didn’t come up here to trap you or anything, it’s just this type of news shouldn’t be done over the phone.”
Sophie gave Stan a million reasons why she should not marry her. “I’ve never been with just one man before and I’ll probably be a horrible mother and your still in school.” She said. I didn’t say it would be easy, but I love you and I think we can make it work.”
After bagering her for another month, she agreed and they got married. Stan quit school and got a job while Sophie set up their apartment. Carmen was born and the world was good. A new baby girl and a beautiful wife what more could a man ask for; but it didn’t last.
Three months after the baby was born, Sophie said she needed a night out with her girl friends to unwind. “You go hon and I’ll take care of the home front” Stan replied. One night a week went to two nights per week and she started getting home later and later. Their sex life by now had taken a real nosedive and no matter what he said she always had an excuse.
Doing the laundry one night when she was out, he noticed one pair of panties was coated with a crusty substance. If he didn’t know better he would have sworn it was semen; but Sophie would never cheat on him. Things went from bad to worse if that was possible.
The next, girl’s night out, Stan waited and then followed her. She never met any of her girl friends but some guy at the bar. They talked for a while and headed out in his car, right to a motel. After a while he went up to the door and knocked. The guy answered the door and asked what he wanted. “Tell the slut if she’s not home within the hour don’t bother coming home” and walked away.
Sophie never came home until just before 4:00 am and drunk as a skunk. As she staggered into the house all I could say is, “how could you?” “You know what I was like when you married me” she started. “I can’t be tied down to just one cock, I need variety,” she continued. “What about me and the baby?” Stan asked. “I don’t really give a shit about either one of you, hell it’s probably not even your kid” almost now laughing at Stan. “You take care of the kid and I’ll take care of myself,” Sophie mocked.
Sophie never knew what hit her, one punch from Stan had knocked her out and when she awoke she was in a room handcuffed to a bed. “Stan get your fucking ass in here and let me loose” she screamed. She screamed for almost an hour until Stan came in acompyied with a huge black man.
“Let me loose now” she demanded. “Can’t do that hon, you see Andy here now owns your ass.” “Since you like a lot of cock, he’s going to make sure you get all you can handle plus.” “Please Stan”, she pleaded. “I’ll change just let’s leave now” she asked. “Hon, there are 10 guys outside that are looking forward to tasting your wares and it wouldn’t be nice to leave them high and dry, now would it?” Stan said almost mocking her.
Andy came up along side of Sophie with a large needle and shoved it in her arm. “Easy girl, just a little something to get you in the mood.” Andy said. Whatever Andy shot in her arm started to burn and Sophie started to cry. “Andy, I think it’s time you start inviting in our guests” Stan instructed.
Their guests were the scum of the earth; drug addicts, winos and anyone else that wanted a piece of free white meat. Sophie fought it for a few minutes, that is, until Andy smacked the shit out of her and said get to work.
The guys came in two at a time. Sophie sucked one as the other pounded her pussy. God they stunk from b.o. to other smells I didn’t even want to imagine. Whatever Andy had given her, sure did mellow her out though, she almost looked like she was enjoying it. I stuck around for about 45 minutes and told Andy I’d see him tomorrow sometime.
On my way home from work, I stopped in to see how Sophie was faring. As I walked into the room, there was Sophie riding Andy’s large black cock, thrusting in and out in her ass. “Howdy Stan, I’ll be done shortly” Andy said. A couple of minutes later he was pumping his load into her now bleeding ass.
“I figure I’d be the first to tap that ass because her pussy is now pretty stretched out. Sophie seeing Stan started to cry and beg him to take her home. “I’ve learned my lesson darling, please let’s go home, please,” she begged. “You don’t have a home anymore and why the fuck would I bring a diseased cunt into my home; this is you home at least for now.” He said. Sophie started to cry even louder but Andy was quick to give her another shot of “candy”. “By the end of the week, she won’t even remember you” Andy said. “I don’t know what she did to you man, but I sure wouldn’t want to get on your bad side.”
On my way home I stopped at the police station and filled out a missing person report. They came to the house and talked to everyone. Their conclusion was she met someone and just took off. Her parents, knew her and told me to forget her because she wasn’t worth it. Between her and my parents, they took care of the baby so I could finish school and get a good job when I graduated.
Andy called after about 3 months and said that he turned her loose after a month or so and that she was working the streets to get money for her “candy” habit. A year later, she turned up dead on skid row and was cremated and her family took the ashes.
Carmen and I made a good life. The people at work and my boss were wonderful and couldn’t help me more, being a single dad. I met a girl at work, Linda, and was married within the year. It had been a long time since I’d had sex and with the right person, it was worth the wait. Linda loved Carmen and raised her like her own. Everything was going great until Linda said she and a few girls from work wanted to go out on a “girls night”. I gave her a funny look at which time she asked, “don’t you trust me?”
I just smiled, and said, “Oh course honey, and let it drop. I followed her to the club and watched her dance with other guys and kiss a few. As I drove home, I picked up my cell phone and made a call. “Andy, Stan, it looks like I’ll have another applicant for you tonight”. “Meet me at my house tonight.” When Linda stepped through the door Stan just smiled and said “I’d like you to meet Andy.” As Andy dragged Linda off, Stan could still hear her screaming, I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again.”
Andy just held his baby girl and told her Linda was going to meet her mommy and rocked her to sleep.
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